From a private balcony in the stands a spectator watched the joust with more than just an average interest.
His old injury chose that moment to start acting up and he grimaced in pain but despite his physician's request for him to stay in bed he would not miss this fight for the world.
So they finally found out that Torque was just one of the many spies in his employ but he was a careful man for even if Torque was to talk they would never be able to trace it back to him.
A rare smile touched his face and made him appear youthful, finally the keeper of the chaos orb had arrived.
The fact that the keeper was female was interesting and a wry grin spread across his face as various ways of using this information to his best advantage flashed across his mind.
He leaned over the balcony while his physician worried needlessly he might not be no spring chicken but he wasn't about to keel over and die anytime soon.
